a study toward sonnet #1,520 by FisherKingKQJ
They whisper within earshot, passing phase,
Pre-teen infatuation, insidious stuff,
We'll break off tired of holding hands enough,
Come third form themes, and segregated ways.
The boys' school borstal-like rooms look so tough,
Those regimented uniforms erase
A personality, can't bridge some bluff-
Of her robbed, I will serve out dreary daze.
If you've heard envious gossip, gawker's yak
That we've spoilt yet one more excuse me waltz
By feeding out alternate breaks defaults,
You've got to help us hide, we'll scratch your back.
I've checked that dingy dungeon called C block,
I'd rather run with her, glide round the clock.
o $10,000,000 block
o $10,000,000 chunk
o $10,000,000 piece
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